11 December 2014

The not so pretty girl being courted
By the obvious human waste
Bragging about being banned
From the prestigious establishments
The McDonalds and supermarkets
For calling people fat and stealing food
Standing by self proclaimed

Innocence

Of the girl not far from here
Just as inexperienced with the pink
Bobble hat hiding well groomed
Blonde hair and a backpack
That screams transitional youth
Doing her makeup

To the recovering drug addict

You don't need to reveal anything
We all know
Those nights slept rough or for money
And chemical abuse are all too
Recognisable in your skin
The lines of experience and
Sunken eyes of a chequered past

Betray you

All of this is utterly pointless
There's no benefit to this
To these words
A fun distraction and exercise in

18 November 2014

It doesn't comes close to making sense anymore
I've gained so much of myself that reality has become
So far to be much of a nothingness
I can't wish my pain upon anyone
Trapped within the prison I erected with glial
My own personal glory box
Fucking everything without discretion while
I hide myself away from it all from everyone
To keep myself on the fringe
Comfortable yet in agony
Loving and dreading the attention
Purchasing an early bird ticket
One day I'll have dim lit quiet spaces
To myself and those of my choosing